I saw you today.
your hair isn't the same.
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The clothes you wore
were ones I couldn't place.
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nor was your expression
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what I did recognize
was the way she looked at you
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i saw myself
21 years old and in love
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so i stood still
as you walked on by
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and realized
you're growing away
and i am staying the same.

First things first. Did anyone watch the men's match of Wimbledon today?? It was so amazing. I love both Federer and Nadal, and it was a great great great match. And as much as I wanted Federer to win again (andagainandagain) I was also so happy for Nadal! Thats all ( Read more... )

I must say. I love my morning latte. I try to break the habit, and I have a few times, but I always come back around to it. It makes me happy to walk to the coffee shop, to see the same people every morning, read my horoscope (which has been horrible lately... :)), and order this medium skim latte. I figure, I can have this one thing right? ( Read more... )

Read this first in Bliss's journal, and then realized most of you had done this. I want on the bandwagon!!

Ten Things I Wish I Could Say to Ten Different People Right Now:10. Pick me. Please ( Read more... )

So I have been doing alot of oil pastel work lately...I find I have more time for art these days, which is beautiful! So I thought I'd post some of the stuff I've been working on...

This one is called Black Crow Sitting Across From Me.


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I moved out this weekend. I know in my last post I said we were going to stick it out until August, but some stuff happened and the move out date became MUCH sooner than anticipated ( Read more... )

So Jeff and I are ending. There's no drama, no big story (well at not least one I care to type out on here). Just a slow slipping of what a relationship should be, and we've decided to live honestly, and just let it go ( Read more... )

This was my view Monday night at the Raconteurs show.

Hello. Hotness. Jack White winked in my direction. *died*


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if dreaming means
anything
then i'd sleep on
pillow lips
plump with secrets
and fingertips
would soften my eyelids
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backs would align with walls
sturdy walls
walls that could not be pushed over
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hands would always cup
faces upturned
sighs parting lips
neck napes exposed
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hair would curl neatly
in air thick with
moisture
beading between brows
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And this is me with my new Flight of the Conchords poster...because the guy at the record store loves me. I am a nerd.


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